My Son, Leif.

My son Leif is my pride and joy. He is so precious to me. I had a miscarriage before he was born, so I know how delicate life can be. I know how quickly a tiny flame can be snuffed out. I cherish every moment that I have with him because of that knowledge. Yes, he can be exhausting and wear me out. Yes, he can sometimes make me wish for a little alone time. But I also know that the time I have with him is fleeting, and it will never feel like enough. This doesn't make me sad, but instead it makes me feel so blessed to have him in my life. I will never take this feeling for granted. He is my bright eyes.
khippor khippor
26-30, F
1 Response May 24, 2012

Great story, I think you will find that your love for your son will continue to grow over time. Ann and I have a son who turned 30 and he as precious as ever to us. Love for your children is never-ending.